Chords for Matraca Berg "You And Tequila"
Tempo:
81.45 bpm
Chords used:
B
Gb
E
Abm
Ebm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I'm kind of known as a songwriter more than anything in this town.
And I had the good fortune of having a hit song this year after about a hundred [B] years.
And I'm very grateful.
And Kenny Chesney recorded it with Grace Potter.
And I got to wear a gown to the CMA Awards.
And that's what they showed in the Tennessean today.
And how un-rock and roll is that?
But I almost wore it tonight.
But it was a little cold.
Baby, here I am again, kicking dust in the canyon wind.
Waiting for that sun to go down.
Made it up Mullhull and drive.
Hell-bent on getting high, high above the lights of town.
[Gb] Cause you and tequila [B] make me crazy.
[Gb] You run like poison in [B] my blood.
[Eb]
One more night might [Abm] kill me, baby.
[E] And one is one too many.
[Gb] One more is never [B] enough.
[Ebm] [B]
For thirty days and thirty nights.
Putting up a real good fight.
There were times I thought you'd win.
It's so easy to forget.
The bitter taste the morning left.
Swore I wouldn't go back there again.
No.
[Gb]
Cause you and tequila make me crazy.
You run like poison [B] in my blood.
[Ebm] One [Eb] more night might [Abm] kill me, baby.
[E] And one is one too many.
[Gb] One more is never [Abm] enough.
When it comes to [Db] you.
Oh, the damage I could do.
[Abm] Some ways you favor sins.
[E] That [Gb] do you [E] in.
[Ebm] [B]
[Gb] And you and tequila make [B] me crazy.
[Gb] You run like poison in [B] my blood.
[Ebm] One more night might [Abm] kill me, baby.
[E]
And one is one too many.
[B] [E] One more [Gb] is [B] never enough.
No, it's never enough.
You and tequila.
[Ebm]
[B]
[N]
And I had the good fortune of having a hit song this year after about a hundred [B] years.
And I'm very grateful.
And Kenny Chesney recorded it with Grace Potter.
And I got to wear a gown to the CMA Awards.
And that's what they showed in the Tennessean today.
And how un-rock and roll is that?
But I almost wore it tonight.
But it was a little cold.
Baby, here I am again, kicking dust in the canyon wind.
Waiting for that sun to go down.
Made it up Mullhull and drive.
Hell-bent on getting high, high above the lights of town.
[Gb] Cause you and tequila [B] make me crazy.
[Gb] You run like poison in [B] my blood.
[Eb]
One more night might [Abm] kill me, baby.
[E] And one is one too many.
[Gb] One more is never [B] enough.
[Ebm] [B]
For thirty days and thirty nights.
Putting up a real good fight.
There were times I thought you'd win.
It's so easy to forget.
The bitter taste the morning left.
Swore I wouldn't go back there again.
No.
[Gb]
Cause you and tequila make me crazy.
You run like poison [B] in my blood.
[Ebm] One [Eb] more night might [Abm] kill me, baby.
[E] And one is one too many.
[Gb] One more is never [Abm] enough.
When it comes to [Db] you.
Oh, the damage I could do.
[Abm] Some ways you favor sins.
[E] That [Gb] do you [E] in.
[Ebm] [B]
[Gb] And you and tequila make [B] me crazy.
[Gb] You run like poison in [B] my blood.
[Ebm] One more night might [Abm] kill me, baby.
[E]
And one is one too many.
[B] [E] One more [Gb] is [B] never enough.
No, it's never enough.
You and tequila.
[Ebm]
[B]
[N]
Key:
B
Gb
E
Abm
Ebm
B
Gb
E
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I'm kind of known as a songwriter more than anything in this town.
And I had the good fortune of having a hit song this year after about a hundred [B] years.
And I'm very grateful. _ _
And Kenny Chesney recorded it with Grace Potter.
And I got to wear a gown to the CMA Awards.
And that's what they showed in the Tennessean today.
And how un-rock and roll is that? _
But I almost wore it tonight.
_ But it was a little cold. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Baby, here I am again, kicking dust in the canyon wind. _
Waiting for that sun to go down. _ _ _
Made it up Mullhull and drive.
Hell-bent on getting high, _ high above the lights of town.
_ _ _ [Gb] _ Cause you and tequila [B] make me crazy.
_ _ [Gb] _ You run like poison in [B] my blood.
_ _ [Eb] _
One more night might [Abm] kill me, baby. _ _
[E] And one is one too many.
_ [Gb] One more is never [B] enough. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ [B] _ _
For thirty days and thirty nights.
Putting up a real good fight.
There were times I thought you'd win.
_ _ _ _ It's so easy to forget.
The bitter taste the morning left.
_ Swore I wouldn't go back there again.
_ No.
[Gb] _
Cause you and tequila make me crazy.
You _ _ _ run like poison [B] in my blood.
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] One [Eb] more night might [Abm] kill me, baby.
_ _ [E] And one is one too many.
_ [Gb] One more is never [Abm] enough.
When it comes to [Db] you.
Oh, the damage I could do.
[Abm] _ Some ways you favor sins.
[E] _ That [Gb] do you [E] in. _ _
[Ebm] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gb] _ And you and tequila make [B] me crazy.
_ _ _ [Gb] You run like poison in [B] my blood.
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] One more night might [Abm] kill me, baby.
_ _ [E]
And one is one too many.
[B] _ [E] One more [Gb] is [B] never enough. _ _ _ _
_ No, it's never enough. _
_ _ _ You and tequila. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I'm kind of known as a songwriter more than anything in this town.
And I had the good fortune of having a hit song this year after about a hundred [B] years.
And I'm very grateful. _ _
And Kenny Chesney recorded it with Grace Potter.
And I got to wear a gown to the CMA Awards.
And that's what they showed in the Tennessean today.
And how un-rock and roll is that? _
But I almost wore it tonight.
_ But it was a little cold. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Baby, here I am again, kicking dust in the canyon wind. _
Waiting for that sun to go down. _ _ _
Made it up Mullhull and drive.
Hell-bent on getting high, _ high above the lights of town.
_ _ _ [Gb] _ Cause you and tequila [B] make me crazy.
_ _ [Gb] _ You run like poison in [B] my blood.
_ _ [Eb] _
One more night might [Abm] kill me, baby. _ _
[E] And one is one too many.
_ [Gb] One more is never [B] enough. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ [B] _ _
For thirty days and thirty nights.
Putting up a real good fight.
There were times I thought you'd win.
_ _ _ _ It's so easy to forget.
The bitter taste the morning left.
_ Swore I wouldn't go back there again.
_ No.
[Gb] _
Cause you and tequila make me crazy.
You _ _ _ run like poison [B] in my blood.
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] One [Eb] more night might [Abm] kill me, baby.
_ _ [E] And one is one too many.
_ [Gb] One more is never [Abm] enough.
When it comes to [Db] you.
Oh, the damage I could do.
[Abm] _ Some ways you favor sins.
[E] _ That [Gb] do you [E] in. _ _
[Ebm] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gb] _ And you and tequila make [B] me crazy.
_ _ _ [Gb] You run like poison in [B] my blood.
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] One more night might [Abm] kill me, baby.
_ _ [E]
And one is one too many.
[B] _ [E] One more [Gb] is [B] never enough. _ _ _ _
_ No, it's never enough. _
_ _ _ You and tequila. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _